Hai Ling cried for a long time, and only after Zhou Honglin returned did she wipe her tears and pretend to be asleep while her ears perked up to listen to the commotion outside.
Since the domestic violence incident, the couple had slept in separate rooms, and Zhou Honglin was probably afraid of being chopped up by Hai Ling while she was asleep.
The door to the room was pushed open, but Zhou Honglin did not come in, just stood at the door and looked twice. Seeing that his wife and children were asleep, he closed the door and turned around to go back to the second bedroom next to him.
As soon as the door was closed, he called Ye Jiani.
“Manager Zhou.”
“Not in the office, call me Hong Lin.”
Zhou Honglin’s voice was kept low for fear of being heard by his wife next door, I guess.
“Hong Lin, have you arrived home yet? I was so worried about you oh, you drank so much and drove yourself home, I was worried sick, you can’t do that in the future haha, drink driving is very dangerous, in case you are caught by the traffic police, you will be in trouble.”
Ye Jiani expressed her concern for Zhou Honglin over the phone, coaxing Zhou Honglin into a sweet moment.
“I’ll listen to you, no more drink driving next time, next time I’ll hire a chauffeur. Jia Ni, go to bed early, I just wanted to say good night to you.” One second to remember
Zhou Honglin’s heart was almost on Ye Jiani, the two of them had been together tonight, and only after they had separated, he was thinking about Ye Jiani again, about her pretty face, her delicate figure, her sweet voice.
No matter what, he wanted it all.
Probably because he had drunk too much wine, just thinking about Ye Jiani like this made Zhou Honglin feel like his body was on fire.
“Honglin, go to bed early, we have to work tomorrow, good night, I’ll be thinking of you in my dreams.”
Ye Jiani said and barks at the phone, “Kiss you.”
Zhou Honglin smiled, “I can’t get a kiss like this, you’ll have to make it up to me tomorrow, I want a deep French kiss. Jia Ni, I really want it so badly …… You know.”
“Honglin, good night.”
Ye Jiani deliberately ignored the deep meaning in his words and daintily said good night before hanging up the phone.
Zhou Honglin was aroused even more by Ye Jiani’s delicate beauty, but Ye Jiani always hung on to him, refusing to go further with him.
“It’s like a little demon!”
Zhou Honglin murmured, “It’s just that I like little demons like you.”
Although being teased by the little leprechaun, Zhou Honglin also transferred 520 and 1314 to Ye Jiani, before adding a “kiss” emoji at the end.
Ye Jiani quickly claimed his transfer red envelope and then sent him two more red envelopes, Ye Jiani gave him 5.2 yuan as well as 13.14 yuan, and also playfully texted, “Honglin, I always love you a little more.”
It made Zhou Honglin that beautiful.
The two chatted for another half an hour on WeChat before giving up.
After thinking about it, Zhou Honglin left the second bedroom and went back to the master bedroom, pushing open the door and entering.
Hai Ling had already suppressed her inner sadness, calmed down and drifted off to sleep.
When she suddenly heard the door open again, she rolled over and opened her eyes to see Zhou Honglin approaching her, and she asked coldly, “What are you doing in here?”
Zhou Honglin’s feet gave a pause, and then said righteously, “This is also my room, I’m going to my room to sleep, can’t I?”
“Aren’t you afraid that I’ll chop you up into mincemeat?”
Hai Ling’s words were full of sarcasm.
Zhou Honglin didn’t pay any attention to her.
He walked over, took off his own shoes, and climbed into bed.
Lay down next to her son.
